“Just clean this up, pup, and then we can go take a nap and have a cuddle.” Sirius said, sitting on the floor in Harry's bedroom, a pile of blocks and a couple of other toys In Front of him, trying to get Harry to clean up with him. But he wasn't having it today, even though usually, he wanted to help with everything he could, but now he was just tired and throwing a fit over it.
He knew that Harry would already be sleeping if he had just let the mess be and cleaned it up himself later, but he wasn't going to give in and just clean it up. "No, no, I wan' sleep.” Harry said, tears starting to well up in his eyes, and Sirius sighed, feeling bad.
“I know you're tired, haz, but don't fight me on this one, please. You'd already be sleeping if you'd just pick up these.” Harry was cuddling his teddy close to his chest, clearly getting even more upset. “C'mon bubs, I'll help you alright? But I'm not cleaning this up on my own.”
Harry nodded, rubbing his eyes as he sat on the floor, and dropped his teddy, starting to throw the blocks to the right bin. Sirius cleaned up the other toys and helped Harry, when he was done, he scooped him up in his arms with the teddy.
“Thank you, cub, ready to go take a nap?” He asked, and Harry nodded tiredly, resting his head on Sirius' shoulder. He carried them over to the bed, laying harry down and tucking him in, making sure his teddy was cuddled up to him.
“Want me to tell you a story?” He asked, sitting down on the floor next to the bed, as Harry nodded. He started telling a story, brushing Harry's hair back with his other hand because that always seemed to calm the boy down and help him fall asleep. And like always it worked like magic, and Harry was out like a light in about five minutes.
He got up from the floor going to the kitchen to clean up, he and Harry had baked cookies earlier, and the kitchen definitely looked like it.
To be honest, he was exhausted. He hadn't been sleeping well all week, Remus was working every day, and he was at home with Harry, he didn't mind, but the boy could be a handful sometimes. And he spent most of his evenings writing essays and doing other school stuff. But now wasn't the time to be tired or stressed.
He cleaned up the kitchen, painfully slowly. It felt like his legs were going to give out from exhaustion as he loaded the dishwasher, just waiting for Remus to come home. He gripped tight at the edge of the sink, closing his eyes and breathing deeply.
The next thing he knew was that he was sitting on the floor, leaning against a cupboard. He fluttered his eyes open, looking around the room, he couldn't really see and felt like his whole body was shaking. He needed to call Remus, but his phone was on the table, and he couldn't get up, even though he tried.
Tears fell down as he realized he wouldn't be able to get up until Remus came home. He felt so alone and sad, and he still had things to do, like make dinner and clean some things up.
If Harry had already properly fallen asleep, he wouldn't wake up until Remus came home, which would happen in a couple of hours. He tried to get up again, but he couldn't stand up, he felt so tired, and his legs wouldn't stop shaking. He fell back down to the floor, more tears spilling out as he just wanted Remus to be there.
The thumping sound that came from him falling from the floor, made Harry wake up from his somewhat sleepy state. It didn't take long for Sirius to barely see Harry standing in the doorway, his teddy cuddled close to his chest. Looking a little confused as to why Sirius was sitting on the floor, clearly upset.
“Padfoot?” He whispered, slowly walking towards him, as Sirius wiped his eyes to not make Harry upset because he was upset.
“Yeah, cub, just me.” He croaked out, trying to focus his eyes on Harry, just noticing the headache he was having.
“Why are you on the floor?” Harry wondered, sitting down to the floor in front of Sirius, looking a little worried and scared that it was something he did.
“I'm not feeling too good. Haz, can you please do me a favor?” Sirius asked, looking at him, he just needed to call Remus, and tell him to hurry.
Harry nodded, playing with the ears of his teddy. “Can you get my phone from the table? Gotta call moony.” His sentences were slow, and unsteady. Harry nodded, getting up and reaching to the table for Sirius' phone.
“Can I- Cuddles?” Harry asked as he stood In front of him and handed him the phone.
“I'd love some cuddles, baby.” He whispered, smiling slightly at the sweetness of the boy. Harry sat on his lap, resting his head on Sirius' chest, cuddling the teddy back to his chest. Sirius found Remus' number from his phone, calling him, hoping Remus would pick up.
"M'sorry.” Harry whispered as Sirius waited for Remus to pick up his phone. Sirius had one arms lazily wrapped around Harry, to keep him from falling. He set the phone down on the floor, putting the speaker on, feeling too tired to hold it up.
“Huh? What for, pup?”
“M-my fault, was naughty… didn't pick up my toys.” He mumbled, sniffling a bit, and Sirius kissed his head to make him feel a little better.
“Not your fault, baby, it's alright, and I'm okay, yeah?” He was about to say something more, but Remus picked up the phone just then.
“Hi love? Everything alright?”
“Yeah, everything's alright, but I- my legs gave out and can't get up from the floor.” He whispered, hearing some shuffling around on the other end of the phone, before Remus answered.
“What? Did you hurt yourself, and do you need something?” He said, Remus' sentences were rushed and worry lacing over his voice, where Sirius was talking slowly and some of his words slurred together.
“C-can you come home, please?”
“Of course, I'll come home, won't take long. I promise.'' he said and Sirius nodded even though Remus wouldn't see. “I got to go now, but I'll be home soon.”
After Remus heard Sirius mumble something, he hung up the phone. Sirius started to feel his eyes close, but he tried to keep them open, because of Harry.
“How about you go play in your room for a little while? Moony's gonna be home soon.” Sirius said, rubbing Harry's back for a moment.
“Wan' be with you.”
“You can be with me, until Moony comes home.”
Harry nodded, pressing closer to Sirius, not understanding why Sirius didn't just get up from the floor. He was upset about something, and Harry didn't know why.
Harry was telling Sirius a story to try and make him feel better, and Sirius listened, well-tried to listen, but it was a little hard to focus. Harry was going off about something when the door opened and hurried footsteps coming towards the kitchen.
“Hey.” Remus whispered, as he crouched down next to Sirius, who opened his eyes looking hazily up to Remus. Harry stopped talking, and Remus smiled at him, ruffling Harry's hair.
“Moony!”
“Hi cub, let's go to your room, yeah? I'll come with you in a minute.” He said, and Harry nodded, he didn't exactly want to go, but he didn't want to upset anyone. So, he got up, going to his room.
“Now, why are you on the floor?”
“I can't get up.”
“Mhm.” He hummed, standing up and taking Sirius hands, noticing how they shook as well as his legs. He was getting even more worried than he was when he got the phone call. He helped Sirius up, he stumbled and couldn't really stand up straight.
“Can you walk?”
Sirius shook his head and Remus scooped him up in his arms, carrying him to the living room to lay down on the couch. He pulled a blanket over him and propped a pillow under his head.
“Did you hurt yourself?”
"I dunno, but m' head hurts.”
“I'll get you some medicine and water and then sleep for a little while, yeah? I'll cook tonight.”
“But-"
“Shh, don't bother your head with it, love. I'll cook tonight.” He said, kissing Sirius forehead, knowing what he was about to say. “Just take it easy, I'll get you some painkillers.”
“Sit up, baby.” He whispered as he came back to the living room. Sirius propped himself up a little, taking the two pills and a glass of water from Remus and taking them. “Now sleep for a little while, let's talk later.” He smiled and Sirius nodded. Before leaving to go to Harry's room, he kissed Sirius' forehead, hoping he'd feel better after sleeping.
He took off his jacket and shoes, setting them in their place, before going to Harry's room. Still wondering what was wrong with Sirius, he had some idea of what it could be, but he needed to be sure to help his boy.
“Hi hazza.” Remus said, as he got into his room, sitting at the edge of his bed, looking at Harry who was playing with some of his toys. Harry got up, walking over to Remus, hugging his legs. Remus lifted him up to his lap, giving him a hug.
“ 's padfoot okay?” Harry asked quietly, looking up at Remus, who smiled.
“Mhm, he is, baby, but we gotta be quiet because he's taking a nap.” Remus said, holding a finger over his lips, and Harry mimicked him, smiling.
“Wanna help Moony cook? Or continue playing.”
"Wan' help you."
“Okay, let's go then.” He smiled, lifting Harry down to the floor, taking his hand and leading them into the kitchen. Picking Sirius' phone up from the floor, before starting to find ingredients for simple pasta.
Harry helped Remus cook, and even though he was young, he was really a great helper. Remus could hear Sirius' soft snores coming from the living room as they cooked.
“Go wake up pads, okay, I'll bring the food.” Remus said, ruffling Harry's hair, when they were finally done. Harry smiled before walking to the living room.
“Padfoot.” Harry whispered, close to Sirius, trying to shake him awake. “Moony said you have to get up.” He said climbing on the couch, sitting on top of Sirius' legs, Sirius stirred, opening his eyes when Remus walked into the room with a tray.
Sirius slowly sat up, bringing the blanket to his lap. Sirius handed him a bowl of pasta and a glass of water, before sitting down next to Harry, who was beside Sirius. He gave Harry his food and a sippy cup filled with juice, before starting to eat himself.
When they were all done, Harry ran off to his room to play with his toys before it was bath time. Sirius laid down, resting his head down on Remus' lap, almost wanting to cry.
“How are you feeling?” He asked, carding his hand through Sirius' hair.
“Little shaky, but fine. I need to do some school work and some tidying up.” Sirius mumbled, closing his eyes.
“No baby, no more work for you, not today.” Remus said, leaning down and kissing his temple. “Does your head still hurt?” Remus asked, and he nodded.
“Did Harry have his nap today?” Remus asked, thinking whether he should put Harry to bed earlier than usual. Sirius shook his head.
“He went to bed, but I don't think he slept.”
“Wanna go back to sleep while I get Harry ready for bed?” Sirius shook his head, looking up at Remus. “I promised him a cookie before bath time, and then I'll get him to bed. And after that, I'll get you to bed and give you cuddles.” Sirius smiled slightly, sitting up, so Remus could go.
It took about an hour and a half to get everything done and Harry to bed, not forgetting a little cuddle time with Sirius. It wasn't that late yet, but Harry was really tired after not having his nap, and because of the little scare with Sirius.
“Let's head to bed, love.” He whispered, turning off the TV and taking Sirius' hand, leading him to their bedroom. They both changed into their pajamas, and crawled under the covers.
Sirius made himself comfortable, snuggled up to Remus, who had his arms wrapped tightly around him. They both knew they had to talk about what happened, and after a while, Remus decided to bring it up.
“Baby?”
“Mhm?”
“Wanna tell me what happened?” He asked, brushing Sirius' hair.
“I dunno, I was cleaning the kitchen and my whole body just felt so shaky and exhausted.” Sirius explained, wanting to cry.
“You've been doing a lot lately.” Remus stated, and Sirius nodded. “But you know, the house doesn't always have to be all tidied up, or you don't have to do everything.”
“I get anxious if it's not cleaned up. Feels like I need to do it.” Sirius explained. “Harry didn't want to pick up his toys before nap time, so it made me even more stressed.”
“I'm sorry, baby, how long have you been feeling like this?”
“A while.” He admitted, feeling tears burn in his eyes. Remus kissed his head, before speaking.
“Oh love. I know it's hard to speak up when you're not feeling good, especially if you feel like that for a long time. But you know what, my love? You can always tell me, always.” Sirius nodded, letting the tears fall down, and letting Remus gently wipe them away.
“Does it feel like there's too much to do?” He murmured in Sirius' ear, who nodded, hiding his face more into Remus' chest, and he let Sirius be, knowing just being close to him brought him comfort.
“You're a little overwhelmed and stressed, aren't you?” Remus asked, even though it wasn't really a question. This wasn't the first time this had happened, Sirius' body had always interesting ways to show he was stressed or just needed to slow down for a moment. When it was passing out and when shaking for hours, or getting sick.
Sirius sniffled in response, and Remus could feel more tears soak through his shirt, but that was the least of his worries. Sirius mumbled something, sounding like a string of sorry's.
“Hush, baby, it's okay to cry, don't be sorry.” He whispered, kissing Sirius' head, Sirius' tears turned into sobs and Remus stayed there comforting him. “Yeah, it's all okay, just let it all out, it's gonna be okay.”
After a while, Sirius' tears calmed down, and he fell quiet, lifting his head and looking at Remus, who smiled. Remus wiped the tears away from his cheeks, pecking his lips, before Sirius laid his head back down, starting to trace along the pattern on his shirt with his fingers.
“Angel?” He whispered and Sirius hummed, not moving to look up at Remus, feeling too tired. “You know what? We don't have to do anything this weekend. We can just be lazy and watch movies, and maybe we can go to the park, you know Harry loves that.”
Sirius nodded, not feeling like talking. Remus kissed his head. “Only thing you need to worry about this weekend is taking it easy. No need to worry about anything, yeah?”
“Well figure out something to help us, you out, okay?” Remus said. “That's something to think about tomorrow, let's go to sleep, my love.”
“Rem?” Remus hummed in response, brushing some hair away from Sirius' eyes, waiting for him to continue. “Was Harry, um, scared or something?"
“I think he was just worried.” Remus said honestly. “And probably a little shocked to find you on the floor, but I promise he's okay.” He whispered, kissing his head.
“Yeah okay.” He muttered, making himself more comfortable. “I love you, moons.”
“I love you too, baby, goodnight.” He whispered softly, kissing his head once more, before Sirius started to slowly fall asleep. Remus stayed awake, murmuring sweet things and rubbing his back until he fell asleep. Only after that did he let himself fall asleep, like always when Sirius was having a hard time.